Arriving home

Well we arrived at the airport and had to go through these huge lines twice the first was customs and that was hard watching the time slip away knowing we were going to miss our connecting flight. We got our bags and headed over to delta but the flight was already gone. They changed our tickets, but we missed the next flight as it was full of returning missionaries. I haven’t seen so many missionaries in one place since the mtc. We went through the security and went to our gate. We still had one senior couple and 5 young sisters from Portugal with us. We stopped at wendy’s and bought some food and one of the young sisters was really excited toget spicy nuggets we had this spicy pizza roll and as most people know I am not a fan of to hot and spicy food ibought a burger. She a bit later offered me one and I told her she was mean she just laughed and I told her she was meaner than a —There were missionaries from spain, ireland, the ukrane, germany and they just kept coming. I finally realized we were not the only ones being sent home. It was fun to see them all and think of their work. We finally got on the plane and headed for salt lake the plane was almost full of missionaries. 5 hours later we were in salt lake. We headed down to get our baggage and here were all these families with signs welcome home elder      Sister
   or. Grandpa and grandma it was really cool. It took a bit to get our bags on a cart on the shuttle bus and then in the car. After a long drive it was good to be home. I saw this cool air Portugal plane before we left.